A/N.....protective skelebrothers are protective

A/N 2: I AM SO SO SO SO SO SORRY MY DUDES! With school, work, drivers ed, and a whole lot of other things happening, I haven't had time to really work on this. But summed is here so no school, my work had let up a bit, and im almost done with Drivers ed. Please forgive me, I will be updating more now and thank you to everyone who stuck with me. I don't deserve y'all :)

Sans and Papyrus decided to keep Frisk closer after that, and they always had Frisk on them. When Papyrus would cook, he would have Frisk sitting on his shoulders, talking to her as he cooked. Sans would walk around with Frisk in his hood, talking to Grillby or just walking. They would both randomly pick her up and swing her on their hip, walking around with her like that. And if she was walking, the brothers where hovering around like helicopters. Frisk was never alone for more then two minutes. Grillby and Mettaton had come over more often, and in just a couple days were even more attached to Frisk then before. Frisk had taken to calling Mettaton "Ton-Ton!" and Grillby became "Gwillby!"

Mettaton, who hadn't been sure about Frisk in the beginning, fell in love with the little human and was over almost all day now. Grillby stayed over most nights as well. Both were spoiling Frisk, and Sans had to admit so was he and Papyrus. Frisk loved it however, and that made it all worth it.

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Mettaton kicked the door open, jumped into the room and posed as the door slowly closed. Frisk clapped from where she was sitting and Mettaton ran over and scooped her up, singing "Hello Darling!! How was your day?"

"Ton-Ton!" Frisk squealed, hugging Mettaton tightly. Mettaton spun them around and threw Frisk in the air. Frisk laughed and Mettaton laughed as he caught her. Planting a dramatic kiss on her tiny cheek, Mettaton asked "Wanna tell Sans and Pap I'm here sweetheart?"

Frisk nodded happily and toddled off, causing Mettaton to smile. Frisk had quickly learned to walk, and she was now toddling all over the place. A frown replaced the smile as Mettaton thought of the mall incident that had happened 5 days ago. He had felt horrible when he realized that Frisk had been taken, and now, looking at how close he had gotten to the small human, he felt a large streak of protectiveness for her. Picking Frisk up, Mettaton quickly threw her up on his shoulders as she toddled back and ran towards where Sans and Papyrus were sitting. Skidding to a stop, Mettaton grinned and Frisk shouted "Ton-Ton here!"

Sans looked up from behind his newspaper, and waved lazily at Mettaton. Papyrus, who was cooking spaghetti, shouted out "NYEH HEH HEH! HELLO METTATON!"

"Hello dears!" Mettaton said, sitting at the table. Frisk squirmed out of his grasp and ran over to Papyrus, who picked Frisk up and bopped her nose gently with one finger, before throwing her on his shoulder.

"She fits right in." Mettaton sighs, his arms dangling off the table as he leaned on it. Sans nodded and muttered quietly, but still loud enough for Mettaton to hear, "We needed her, we really did."

Mettaton found himself nodding. He had no idea what Frisk had done for the skelebrothers, but the little human had brought a much needed change to his life. Before Frisk, Mettaton was always cooped up in either a show or dressing room. He never had any free time and he was running himself ragged. His life was a set and boring schedule that never changed. Then he met Frisk, and the schedule changed. He tried new moves out, seeing as Frisk now watched his shows. He did funny dances and said funny phrase he never would have before. He even did a couple of shows in his current for, also known as Mettaton EX.

"SPAGHETTI IS READY!" Papyrus exclaimed, and Frisk giggled loudly. Papyrus slammed down four plates of spaghetti. Setting Frisk on a seat, Papyrus sat beside her and grinned as she ate the spaghetti enthusiastically, using her hands as forks. Sans groaned at the mess, causing Papyrus and Mettaton to laugh loudly. Frisk smiled at everyone and Mettaton gave her a grin.

Yea, this is where he belonged.

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Sans grinned as Mettaton left after hugging Frisk then both brothers, calling out "Bye darlings!!" as he closed the door. Frisk squealed out "Ton-Ton!" as she waved goodbye to Mettaton.

"Kiddo, I swear you are too cute to deal with sometimes." Sans chuckled, glancing at Frisk who had spaghetti sauce all over her. She gave him a teeth-covered-in-sauce grin and held out a hand full of spaghetti to him. Shaking his head, Sans said "No thanks kiddo, I'm full."

Frowning, Frisk let the spaghetti fall on the plate in silence. Sans stared at her and wondered, what was it about this kid that drew everyone near her, and let her change their lives?

"PAP!" Frisk screeched happily, startling Sans out of his thoughts as Papyrus came back into the kitchen, surprising Sans, who didn't even notice he left.

"SANS!" Papyrus exclaimed, worry in his tone.

"What's wrong Pap?" Sans asked, dread creeping up his bones.

"IT IS DAD...HE WANTS TO SEE FRISK."

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Sans and Gaster stared at each other while Sans held Frisk against him tightly, but not enough to hurt her. Sans didn't know why Gaster was here or what he wanted with Frisk, but his father was not taking Frisk away from them. Papyrus leaned closer and held one of Frisk tiny hands, worry radiating off the younger skeleton as he stared from Frisk, to San, to Gaster, then back again. Frisk was smiling and waving rapidly at Gaster, who smiled and waved back towards the child, only to frown at his sons again.

"Why are you here dad?" Sans asked, breaking the silence. Gaster pointed towards Frisk and said one word that filled both Skeletons with a cold, burning sense of dread.

"Her."

"What do you want with Frisk?" Sans asked, clutching her tighter and Gaster growled a little before snapping "I want to make sure you're treating this child right. She deserves a chance to have a good childhood, seeing as her other half was horrible."

"And we're gonna give it to her." Sans hissed and Gaster hissed right back "Then you shouldn't mind me checking in."

Frisk squealed in delight patted Sans's mouth when he opened to reply. Reached over towards Gaster, Frisk smiled and waited to be picked up.